Lou's Dead

I've been thinkin' bout Jumping off of a building just to see if I can fly Or see if I could die, I'm a conceited kinda guy God's son or the devil's estranged son Cuz he'd even probably leave my ass for asking where I came from Are we there yet? Is life fair yet? Do you care yet? Is love just a game of showing each other who could care less? Can I confess, sometimes I think we're all doomed Or probably cartoons for aliens from a far view I save clips cuz I'm too broke to make weight flip I hate shit and I stay sick Cuz I hate doctors, I don't have the patience Nurse, quick, can you slurp dick? Not the old chick, I need the young intern with the firm tits Pissed off in the whip cuz my CD from The Firm skips I don't even really like weed, I just like to burn shit Woke up at 10 P.M. asking where the fuck my breakfast at Tellin' wack rappers I'll do a feature, take the check and reject the track Have abandonment issues so I never text her back Friend request my ex just to laugh but inside I'm sad Mom says I could be bipolar But I'm still a high roller And it's been a couple years since my mind's sober Robbing bums for their change as a life lesson Hand them some job apps and come right back if they have questions I used to want to be a backpack rapper until I had my backpack snatched and my life ass backwards Now I'm the mad rapper with my hat backwards Looking like Ash Ketchum Tryna bag kat stacks soon as my ass platinum A wack trapper, bumping Gucci and them trap rappers Type of cat to burn a half and go to class after I never paid attention, I never paid for shit I never paid for chips, hit the store, take, and dip Was our motto back in the day so I have to get paid Spent ten years trapped in a daze Tryna figure out what I'm rapping to say And still, I got nothing So I'mma stop fronting, I'm not running I'm moonwalking when the cops coming And I'm not dumbing down for the rap game Soon as I'm on I'm going pop, not even sticking around for the rap game Fuck this rap shit, fuck a bad bitch I need a fat chick that's ratchet, takes acid, and in her bra carries aspirin tablets My ass been waiting too long and I'm getting old If I ain't on by 22, then them .22s is getting blown You could find me in the girls' bathroom getting blown With a slut like Mary Magdalene and we was getting stoned A Humaniac getting brain cuz I'm a brainiac And how my brain reacts to pain is to get laid, it's a chain reaction See how insane he acting? Your mama probably warned you But he's a sweet guy, eh, nah, he probably conned you I'm in the laundromat wearing clothes I haven't washed in weeks With a Boston freak, tripping balls until I fall asleep Dreaming bout a good life, wake up tight cuz it's back to this shit My back's against the wall but I kick a leg up and make it look cool At the party hitting cook moves Cuz I can't dance but I look smooth Was taught to move how the crook move, not the shook move The shook ones never look to We Mobb Deep, they saying we the new Wu, I'm like "aww, sweet" Looking half asleep cuz I'm high and it's been a long week "I'm out of words to rhyme," said me never "I'mma get the last laugh," said Heath Ledger Going kinda crazy, think I'm suicidal, but I'm too lazy To take my own life but I might do it if you pay me Sorry, world, I'm exactly who you made me Young Hugh, Lou's dead, this is my soul tomb raiding So who's rating the dead man walking Get the next man's coffin Smoke it like it's nothing, the next man's coughing, bitch